Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him

Chapter 225 Returning to the Northern Frontier

"Don't be nervous! Let's fight first!"

The man in black smiled calmly, raised his right hand, and struck Yan Xing with a palm.

Yanxing hurriedly raised his palm to block. The two had been fighting together just a second ago, but the next second they started fighting.

"Who are you? Are you insane?"

"How do you know the Snow Frost Palm? No, you're Zhao Rui!"

Yan Xing finally realized what was happening, but he still didn't understand why Zhao Rui didn't just launch a sneak attack on him.

Instead, they brazenly fought against him.

"You only know one set of Snow Frost Palm techniques?"

"The Mingwang Palace of the Great Snow Mountain is nothing special! Show us what you've got, but don't embarrass your palace master."

Zhao Rui's Snow Frost Palm, which he used with ease, was far superior to Yan Xing's. After just a few moves, Yan Xing was in grave danger.

Although he didn't know why Zhao Rui was proficient in the Snow Frost Palm, none of that mattered at the moment.

At this moment, all he knew was that if he continued to use the Snow Frost Palm, he would be defeated by Zhao Rui in less than ten moves.

"How dare you look down on me! Die!"

Yanxing was once a powerful figure in the martial arts world. Although he had joined the Mingwang Palace in the Great Snow Mountain, he still retained his arrogance.

How could we allow Zhao Rui, a newly promoted master of the Dharma Form, to mock and belittle us?

He immediately turned around, his hands spreading out like wings, and then an endless surge of true energy suddenly rushed towards Zhao Rui.

The immense force uprooted all the surrounding trees, and flying sand and stones instantly filled the entire field of vision.

"A martial art that can be copied has been discovered: Boundless Ocean Divine Skill! Copy or not?"

"Copy!"

Zhao Rui chose to copy without hesitation; after all that trouble, wasn't this exactly what he wanted?

Earning "merit points" is not shameful.

"That's interesting!"

Zhao Rui let out a soft shout, and the Purple Mansion Yuanzun Dharma Body instantly manifested. The huge figure stood between the mountain streams, unmovingly resisting the impact of the Vast Ocean Divine Art.

This Vast Ocean Divine Art truly lives up to its reputation as a secret technique of the Dharma Aspect True Person. It can actually draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to form a tide of spiritual energy that impacts the enemy's body.

This is more than ten or a hundred times more powerful than simply creating a shockwave.

The so-called True Qi Tide is the transformation of True Qi within the range of the technique into rapidly moving clusters of particles.

These high-speed particle clusters not only possess powerful impact force, but also cannot be absorbed.

Because of their high activity and speed, martial artists simply cannot absorb them directly.

When this martial art is suddenly used, a unique "vacuum zone" will be created.

Within this area, martial artists cannot channel their true energy into their bodies; instead, they must resist powerful impacts.

The difficulty increases exponentially.

This tactic might be incredibly effective for others, but it's effortless for Zhao Rui.

As soon as his true form appeared, his resistance increased exponentially. At the same time, his Frost Domain was activated, and all true qi vacuum and high-speed particles instantly fell into a state of thermal annihilation.

Let him do as he pleases.

However, ending it too quickly would be unpleasant and not what he needed.

Zhao Rui merely used his true form, pretending to fight desperately.

"The vast ocean is boundless!"

Yanxing was puzzled. He saw that Zhao Rui's huge Dharma body was about to collapse, and his true energy was dissipating. He was struggling to resist.

Unconsciously, Han Hai Wuliang quickened his attacks, and wave after wave of surging true energy swept towards Zhao Ruixi.

The entire land was in ruins, with several meters of the surface scraped away, creating a rare wind-eroded landform.

The Dharma Image True Man possesses the immense power of heaven and earth, capable of causing permanent geological damage, ranging from minor rockfalls and cracks to major feats like moving mountains and filling seas—far more powerful than a large engineering machinery team.

"Let's see how much true energy you've expended to be defeated by my boundless divine skill. Zhao Rui, you have every reason to be proud."

Yanxing laughed heartily. This Boundless Divine Skill was not a martial art from the Mingwang Palace in the Great Snow Mountain, but rather a unique skill he used to dominate the martial world before he defected to the Song Dynasty.

"Is that so?"

Zhao Rui slightly opened his eyes, suddenly retracted his Dharma Body, and moved like a swimming fish. In a strange way, he directly went against the tide of true energy and quickly moved towards Yan Xing.

"How is this possible?"

Yanxing's pupils dilated instantly, his face filled with horror.

"It won't hurt to learn more about fluid mechanics."

Zhao Rui chuckled and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yan Xing, unleashing a powerful Dragon Subduing Palm strike.

A tremendous dragon roar resounded throughout the mountains and fields.

Yanxing was shocked and hurriedly circulated his inner energy, channeling it into his arms, and thrusting out with both palms.

A surge of icy palm force directly met Zhao Rui's Dragon Subduing Palm force.

With two loud thuds, Yanxing's body flew backward like a tattered sack.

It crashed through countless trees and slammed into a mountainside.

The enormous impact caused the mountain wall to crack quickly, and it collapsed off the mountainside with a crash in moments.

Yan Xing struggled to climb out of the stone wall, glaring angrily at Zhao Rui, his beard and hair standing on end, and his body surrounded by powerful energy.

Like a demon god awakening, endless icy energy began to emanate from his body.

It gradually swept across the entire mountainous area.

Plants and trees freeze instantly upon contact, and wild animals that cannot escape are also frozen stiff in an instant.

The entire wilderness looked like the end of the world.

Zhao Rui narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly, "Frost Domain!"

"You forced me to do this."

Yan Xing's eyes were filled with coldness, which seemed even colder than the icy air.

"It wasn't me, it was Nima!"

Zhao Rui opened his eyes and instantly activated his Frost Domain. The power of their domains clearly collided.

There were several cracking sounds, as if some kind of glass had broken.

"This is impossible—"

The piercing screams echoed across the entire field.

In the vast mountains, a man dressed in black was stealthily moving about when he suddenly felt a chill on his head and couldn't help but look up.

The previously foggy sky suddenly began to drizzle, and the raindrops grew increasingly dense.

He couldn't help but curse, then quickly channeled his inner energy to resist the raindrops, and hurried away into the distance.

Before he had run a hundred meters, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Lord Yanzun?"

The man in black paused, startled by the sight of the other man, and asked in surprise, "Master, you escaped that bald monk?"

He asked for a long time, but Yanxing did not answer.

"Lord Yanzun?"

The man in black frowned and took two steps forward, about to go around to Yan Xing's front to check, when he saw Yan Xing suddenly turn around, his face pale and bloodless.

There was no sign of life anywhere.

"what!"

The man in black trembled in fright, and several sword lights suddenly appeared in his pupils, gradually stabbing towards his forehead.

On Mount Shaoshi, martial arts masters from various sects gradually returned, some capturing their enemies, others returning empty-handed.

Without exception, they all heard that unwilling roar.

"Who is it? That voice is clearly Yanxing's!"

"Did you manage to catch them?"

Huikong shook his head, saying with a hint of reluctance, "I was rescued by a accomplice in black. Unfortunately, I was struck by his palm and am unable to continue."

"What a pity!"

Everyone sighed with regret, thinking that if they had captured Yanxing, the leader, they could have gotten to the bottom of many things.

"Gentlemen, who else hasn't returned? Let's not be caught off guard. You should contact each other as soon as possible."

Upon hearing Zen Master Huikong's words, everyone nodded in agreement.

Another half hour passed, and the remaining five sect experts, including Zhao Rui, all returned.

After taking stock of their spoils, the group found that they had killed five men in black, while the others had fled.

"Things have come to this point, and the hostility of the Great Zhou is obvious. We should unite and put pressure on the authorities. If the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold; we must not be careless."

"The enemy has already devised a plan to conquer the Central Plains, but the authorities are concerned about not starting a war lightly, and not giving the enemy any leverage against them —"

The crowd immediately began to discuss, as the official situation at this time was completely different from that of the Song Dynasty court.

Not only are their strengths vastly different, but their structures and systems are also completely different. It's far from as simple as them finding a few top experts to go to the capital and force the emperor to abdicate.

"Master Zhao, you are a local, do you have any insightful opinions?"

Master Huikong of Shaolin Temple glanced at Zhao Rui and asked a question.

After witnessing Zhao Rui's strength, no one present dared to underestimate this unassuming "local" martial artist.

This made Master Changkong, the leader of the Kongtong Sect and also a local martial artist, feel proud, and he straightened his back considerably.

"I have no brilliant ideas, but this battle will be tough. I don't understand military confrontations, but a contest between martial artists is inevitable. I think we just need to explain the situation to the authorities, and everything will be decided naturally."

Zhao Rui has considerable confidence in the current strength of the authorities, after all, they have somehow acquired some advanced technology.

They are secretly accumulating strength. At this time, the longer it drags on, the more advantageous it will be for the Central Plains of China.

"Very well, but the Song territory must be saved. Our Shaolin Temple intends to send warriors to infiltrate the Song territory and escort them into the Central Plains. What do you all think?"

"Master Huikong, our sects are no match for Shaolin's deep roots and profound foundation. Those remaining in Song territory at this moment are our main force. Alas—"

The leader of the Huashan Sect sighed, his tone somewhat somber.

With communication cut off for so long and no information being exchanged, it is now difficult to determine the safety of the Song territory.

"In this matter, we may seek help from the authorities."

"But this is all we can do."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, which was even more heated and practical than before.

The people from various sects stayed at Shaolin Temple for most of the day.

As dusk fell, mist rose, and stars appeared in the night sky, the group bid farewell to the eminent monks of Shaolin and began their descent from Shaoshi Mountain.

"Uncle-Master, have you seen through Zhao Rui?"

In a side hall of the main hall, Zen Master Huikong and Master Huaixiang sat facing each other on prayer cushions, their eyes lowered and their palms clasped together as they chanted Zen prayers.

"This child is exceptionally talented, has a patient and low-key nature, and acts decisively. He will surely be a formidable enemy of Shaolin in the future."

After pondering for a moment, Huai Xiang spoke.

"What my uncle said is timely, but now that he has gained momentum, it is no longer appropriate to suppress him."

"I wonder if my uncles and senior masters have made any progress in cultivating the Arhat Subduing Demon Formation?"

"I am already very old, how dare I talk about achieving anything?"

"However, if Shaolin is in danger, we will naturally not pity this body."

"Amitabha!"

The sound of chanting echoed throughout the main hall!

Tianshan Police Station

A figure soared through the air, ascending along the snow-capped mountain, gradually disappearing into the pristine white snow.

A quarter of an hour later, the figure appeared in the meditation room of Master Zeng, the leader of the Tianshan Sect.

"It's been a long time since we last met, but you still look as dashing as ever."

Mr. Zeng said with a slight smile.

"Running around everywhere, what elegance can one speak of? It's just a life of toil."

"Haha, you're too modest."

This man was tall and imposing, and naturally, he was Master Zhao from the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

Do you recognize Yanxing?

"Yanxing? I have heard of him. He used to be a highly respected monk at Baima Temple, but for some reason he defected and ran away from the temple. I haven't heard any news about him since."

Mr. Zeng pondered for a moment, then spoke.

"Oh! This person recently led an attack on the martial arts tournament held by Shaolin Temple. He claims to be from the Mingwang Palace of the Great Snow Mountain in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"This—isn't this the same person who plotted against me?"

Mr. Zeng exclaimed in astonishment.

"It seems that the Great Zhou has far-reaching plans, and the pace is getting faster and faster. I'm sure a great war will begin soon."

"Alas, since ancient times, the rise and fall of dynasties have always been a source of suffering for the common people. Now that a great war has broken out, who knows how many more people will be dragged into it."

Zhao Rui nodded in deep agreement. Although he had already reached the Domain Realm, ordinary martial artists could hardly harm him in the slightest.

But in the secular world, he still has many relatives and friends, and the cruelty of war is something no ordinary person wants to see.

"By the way, Master, the lineage of General Feng Ling of the Great Shang Dynasty has made contact with my Tianshan Sect—"

"Their goal is to use us as a breakthrough point to control the Northern Region during a special period, so that they can launch a large-scale invasion and gradually encroach upon it."

Mr. Zeng's words were subtle, but the meaning was indeed conveyed.

The powerful merchant seemed to have sensed something amiss and was preparing to make his move.

In this way, the Central Plains would be attacked from both sides.

The two territories that were originally locked in a life-or-death struggle have now simultaneously set their sights on the Central Plains.

If there wasn't something fishy going on, it would be absolutely unacceptable.

"For now, you should feign compliance and avoid alerting the enemy."

After giving him some detailed instructions, Zhao Rui leaped up, left the place where Master Zeng was meditating, and disappeared into the vast snow-capped mountains.

The Great Shang Dynasty of Central Asia.

The Prince Chong's Mansion!

"Wuji, what exactly does the King of Shang intend to do? Does this mean that the Shang and Zhou dynasties are going to negotiate peace?"

In the council hall of the Prince's mansion, the thin-looking Prince Chonghou, wearing a pair of transparent glasses, looked at a middle-aged martial artist sitting at the head of the table with a puzzled expression and asked with a frown.

This martial artist had a lean and vigorous face, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Mo Ling'er's. He was none other than Mo Ling'er's father, Mo Wuji.

"Your Majesty, I have heard that this matter is not about peace talks, but rather that the Central Plains seem to be involved in some unknown secrets, which are said to be related to the Guixu Wilderness Clan."

"The Wilderness Clan!"

King Chonghou narrowed his eyes slightly. In the entire Guixu world, who didn't know that whoever controlled the Manghuang clan would control the power of the entire Manghuang?

This is because they are the strongest and most likely to become powerful, essentially innate deities of the Void Realm.

Not only are they born with the ability to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but they also possess extremely strong comprehension skills. Many of their supernatural abilities seem to be innate.

Many of the top martial arts techniques in the Guixu Song Realm were developed by studying the moves and skills of these Guixu Wilderness people.